Cottagecore Fantasy Mga Nobela at Kwento

He would make me eat salads for the rest of my life, get on top of me and make me call him papa while muttering the most irritating words of dirty talking to my hearing. No! No! No! I can't do this, I paced around the room, the soles of my heels tapping against the polished floorboards. I had always dreamt of being in this cottage which was specifically rebuilt and renovated to my taste. It had that renaissance touch just like the castle did and I loved it so much. It was deep in the forest, away from the hustle and bustle of the pack house and it was surrounded by lush greenery and the most beautiful scenery that I couldn't quite focus on because of the matter burdening my heart.